The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

On the way back, Mu Yijing's cell phone kept ringing.

Mu Yijing took out the card and put it on the phone holder on the front of the car, glanced at the caller ID, and immediately turned it off.

Qiu Xiaoman also saw that it was He Wen calling.

Before Mu Yijing had time to block him, his phone calls kept calling like a reminder.

Mu Yijing hung up several times, and when he couldn't help but want to stop the car, Qiu Xiaoman asked softly, "Brother Jing, can I pick it up for you?"

Mu Yijing glanced at Qiu Xiaoman and nodded, "Okay."

Qiu Xiaoman took the phone, turned on the speakerphone, and connected to He Wen's call.

This connection, before Qiu Xiaoman started to speak, He Wen's anxious voice kept coming.

"Yijing, can you give me a chance to explain? We have been brothers for so many years. You have always valued love and righteousness. I know you will not give up our friendship just like this, right?"

"I like you, but I didn't ask you to be with me, I beg you not to treat me like this, Yijing."

Qiu Xiaoman took a sneak look at Mu Yijing, and found that his face was extremely ugly. She couldn't help it anymore, and said angrily: "The way is different, don't conspire with each other, don't call my husband anymore."

He Wen heard Qiu Xiaoman's voice, and angrily scolded: "Qiu Xiaoman, why are you dragging? It's really shameless to return your husband, and you are worthy of being Yijing's wife?"

In the past, she felt that she was unworthy and didn't have this face.

But now, she knew that she and Mu Yijing had a two-way relationship. They both liked each other a long time ago, but they were separated by him and missed each other.

At this moment, Qiu Xiaoman hated He Wen very much.

She purposely annoyed him and said, "Whether I am worthy of the law or not is up to the question. He is my husband now, my husband... how about it? What can you do to me?"

He Wen fell silent angrily, gasping for breath.

Mu Yijing was inexplicably moved when he heard her jealousy and defending his position and identity, and he grinned happily.

He Wen: "Qiu Xiaoman, let me see when you can be proud, hand over the phone to Yijing, I have something to say to Yijing."

Qiu Xiaoman said unhurriedly: "Sorry, my husband doesn't want to have any interaction or contact with you, so block each other."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Xiaoman interrupted He Wen's call.

Mu Yijing said, "Help me get blocked."

He absolutely cannot forgive He Wen, just because He Wen likes him, he will not have any contact with Qiu Xiaoman's rival in love.

The woman he finally married must not ruin his marriage because of these things.

Qiu Xiaoman responded and blacklisted He Wen's cell phone number.

"Do you want to block WeChat?" Qiu Xiaoman said, and pressed into his WeChat.

"Well, block it." Mu Yijing looked at the car seriously.

When Qiu Xiaoman was looking for He Wen's WeChat ID, a WeChat name caught her eye.

Beloved Xiaoman?

She clicked in and saw her new account.

At that moment, she completely broke her defenses.

It turned out that Mu Yijing knew from the very beginning that she was the kitten with the cat helmet.

From what He Wen said, she half-believingly knew that Mu Yijing liked her, and had always liked her.

And she remembered that Mu Yijing told her that he liked his online dating partner very much.

It turned out that Mu Yijing was confessing his love to her at that time, but she was still jealous of herself.

Qiu Xiaoman blacked out He Wen, lowered his head and covered the front of the car sobbing.

She was so heartbroken and uncomfortable.

She also hated He Wen to death.

It turned out that her elder brother Jing had always loved her, and it had never changed. It was not family affection, nor friendship, but love.

Seeing Qiu Xiaoman crying on his stomach, Mu Yijing hurriedly turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road.

He unbuckled his seat belt and anxiously went to check on her.

"Xiaoman, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

Qiu Xiaoman shook his head.

Mu Yijing was worried, so he grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her back.

The moment Qiu Xiaoman turned to him, he quickly hugged his neck, buried his head in his shoulder, sobbing and choked up: "I'm so stupid, I'm really so stupid, I never knew you loved me, "

Mu Yijing's heart trembled slightly, and he nervously hugged Qiu Xiaoman who took the initiative to hug him.

He gently stroked her back with his big hand.

"It's not too late to know now, why are you crying?"

Qiu Xiaoman: "You always knew who I was hiding behind the cat, right?"

"know."

"Woooo..." Qiu Xiaoman cried like a child.

"Fool, why don't you cry." He comforted her, feeling extremely sorry for the way she worked hard for a living.

"Brother Jing, since when did you like me?" Qiu Xiaoman buried himself in his broad shoulders, expecting to ask.

Mu Yijing didn't think about it: "Since you were very young, your liking was relatively simple, but you also liked it very much."

Qiu Xiaoman came out of his arms, crying with tears all over her face, and asked pitifully, "Then do you know that I have been secretly in love with you for a long, long time?"

Mu Yijing pursed his lips and smiled, touched her head, his eyes were full of heat, "I know, He Wen told me just now, you confess to me."

Qiu Xiaoman nodded, his moved eyes were warm and tender, and tears lingered in his eyes.

At this moment, Qiu Xiaoman knew Mu Yijing's love for her, and she no longer guessed, doubted, felt inferior, and lacked confidence like before.

Now she is in a bright mood.

She held Mu Yijing's resolute and handsome face, flushed shyly, and kissed his thin lips.

The sudden kiss made Mu Yijing stunned, his ears turned red instantly, and his fiery eyes stared at Qiu Xiaoman, motionless as if a acupuncture point had been pressed.

Qiu Xiaoman lowered her head shyly, and said in a low voice: "I love you, Yijing."

Mu Yijing's excited mood was hard to calm down, he reached out to rub her head, and responded dotingly: "I love you too, Xiaoman."

Qiu Xiaoman: "Let's go home."

"Okay." Mu Yijing Hotel started the car and left.

After returning home and getting out of the car, Mu Yijing was still as usual, walking steadily and quickly, with long legs, making it difficult for people to catch up.

Qiu Xiaoman knew that Mu Yijing was used to being alone and had a serious personality.

He doesn't understand romance, but she does!

Qiu Xiaoman quickly chased after him, took the initiative to hold his big hand, and leaned on him with a sweet smile.

Mu Yijing looked down at her, feeling inexplicably nervous and shy by her proactive approach.

He still hasn't recovered from the shock of happiness, he can't believe that Qiu Xiaoman is his wife now, and has loved him for many years.

Mu Yijing held her hand tightly and walked into Mu's house.

Mu Yichen, who was drinking tea in the living room and looking at the documents, saw the two coming in holding hands intimately, and his teasing eyes fixed on their hands.

Mu Yijing and Qiu Xiaoman greeted in unison: "Second brother."

"Aren't you newlyweds going on a honeymoon?"

Mu Yijing pulled Qiu Xiaoman to sit on the chair in the living room, and he looked at Qiu Xiaoman with beseeching eyes.

Qiu Xiaoman looked at Mu Yijing again, and the two looked at each other with sweet tenderness.

Mu Yichen found out that the two had just got married, and it was so sweet to have sex with each other so quickly.

Mu Yijing: "Xiaoman, are you going?"

Qiu Xiaoman nodded.

Mu Yijing: "Where do you want to go?"

Qiu Xiaoman: "Whatever, as long as there is your place, anywhere."

There was warmth in Mu Yijing's heart, his heart trembled, and he was very happy.

"I'll listen to you." Mu Yijing said.

"Domestic travel is fine." Qiu Xiaoman said again.

"it is good."

Mu Yichen watched the two go back and forth sweetly discussing the location of their honeymoon, and he felt like a bright light bulb, as if there was no need to exist anymore.

The sorrow of the bachelor is yet to come.

Just as he was about to interrupt, Qiu Xiaoman said again: "Brother Jing, when are we going? I'm going to ask the company for leave."

Mu Yijing: "Don't call me Brother Jing from now on, I feel like a younger sister."

Qiu Xiaoman leaned against his arm, looked at his arm with both hands, and murmured softly: "Husband, when are we going to leave?"

Mu Yichen lowered his head, feeling that he was getting brighter and brighter, should he go back to his room and make room for the newlyweds to spend more time lingering?

Mu Yijing: "Take care of your parents, and we'll set off again."

Qiu Xiaoman looked nervous, slowly left his arm, and asked lightly: "Their matter can't be resolved."

"There's nothing that I, Mu Yijing, can't solve." Mu Yijing was full of confidence, and comforted him, "Leave it to me, don't worry."

In the end, Mu Yichen didn't interrupt. He picked up the file and stood up.

Only then did Mu Yijing pay attention to him, "Second Brother, where are you going?"

Mu Yichen smiled and said, "Go back to your room and hide, I'll get rid of the company's documents, you two can continue, don't worry about me."

At this moment, Mu Cheng's voice came from outside the door.

"Second...Second..." Mu Cheng's excited voice was full of excitement, "Yichen! Aunt Liu came to see you..."

As soon as Mu Yichen heard the name Aunt Liu, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, and hurriedly explained: "If Dad asks about me, just say that I went out, remember."

Putting down the words, Mu Yichen fled in despair.

Qiu Xiaoman was puzzled: "What's wrong with the second brother? He seems to be very afraid of Aunt Liu."

Mu Yijing led Qiu Xiaoman to stand up, left through the side door, and said as he walked, "It's a matchmaker, I should come to find a matchmaker for my second brother again."

Qiu Xiaoman smiled knowingly.

The two returned to their room in the other courtyard.

Qiu Xiaoman took out his mobile phone, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully searched for good places for honeymoon in China.

Just as she was engrossed.

Suddenly the phone was taken away and placed on the bedside table.

She was stunned, and looked up at Mu Yijing who was standing in front of her.

Mu Yijing knelt on the bed with one knee, pressed her shoulders against the bed, and kissed her without saying a word.

Qiu Xiaoman was so nervous that his whole body tensed up.

In broad daylight, he wants it?

Mu Yijing pressed her on the bed and kissed her for a long time, so long that her lips felt a little sore.

He didn't move any further, reluctantly left her lips, put his hands on the bed, and stared at her with hot eyes.

Qiu Xiaoman blushed from the kiss, and looked at him shyly.

After a long time, he said softly: "Outside, I always wanted to kiss you, and it's too uncomfortable to endure until now."

Qiu Xiaoman smiled slightly, and stroked his freshly cold cheek: "Kiss if you want to kiss, why do you have to hold back and go back to the room to kiss?"

Mu Yijing lay down on her side beside her, gently brushing her hair with his fingers, full of doting eyes: "Kissing in public will not have a good influence, and it will be unsightly."

Qiu Xiaoman thought his serious look was too cute, so he stroked his cheek slowly down to his chest, and asked with a smile: "Can you bear it?"

"can."

Qiu Xiaoman: "If I take the initiative to kiss you in public, will you push me away?"

Mu Yijing: "Yes."

Qiu Xiaoman sighed helplessly.

It turned out that when she wanted to get close to Mu Yijing before, he was unmoved, not because he didn't want to, but because of his character.

The Three Views are too positive, and no loss of behavioral morality is allowed.

Qiu Xiaoman pushed him to lie down, slowly lay down on his strong chest, buried her face in his chest, listened to his accelerating heartbeat, closed her eyes in relief, and enjoyed the happy moment in his arms.

In an instant, Mu Yijing's voice became hoarse, and he asked slowly, "Is your body still uncomfortable?"

Qiu Xiaoman paused, and replied, "I'm not uncomfortable."

Mu Yijing stretched out his hand to gently caress her waist, and couldn't help reaching into her clothes.

Qiu Xiaoman closed her eyes, let out a shy moan, bit her lower lip to endure the shy and nervous emotion.

He became bolder.

Pressing her under his arms, he whispered softly in her ear: "I will be very gentle, don't be afraid."

Having experienced the pain for the first time, Qiu Xiaoman was so tense and stiff at this moment that he even trembled slightly.

"Xiaoman." Mu Yijing shouted her name obsessively, devoting himself to desire, lingering with her, mingling with each other.

The fear of the first time was completely eliminated today.

With it came a satisfaction she had never experienced before.

There are also ups and downs of sensory stimulation, wave after wave, which made her fall completely and let go of herself completely.

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the next morning.

Outside the commercial house of the Qiu family, Mu Yijing came to visit with a generous gift.

Qiu's father and Qiu's mother saw Mu Yijing coming, as if seeing the God of Wealth entering the door, they were very excited and warmly received him.

After Mu Yijing sat down, he went straight to the point.

"I came here to find you without telling Xiaoman, I have something to tell you."

Mother Qiu was excited, "Are you ready to marry Xiaoman from our family?"

Mu Yijing: "We've already registered for marriage."

Father Qiu's face turned dark immediately, he clenched his fists violently, and his veins burst out of anger: "What did you say? You have registered for marriage? You actually told us that you got married without discussing anything. What do you think of us elders? "

Qiu's mother quickly pressed Qiu's father's arm, "Honey, don't be angry, let's see what Yijing has to say."

Mu Yijing looked at them coldly, and said indifferently: "I married Xiaoman, you are my parents, Xiaoman and I should formally pay a visit, but Xiaoman doesn't want to associate with you."

Father Qiu was furious: "I have the right to treat this white-eyed wolf daughter to death."

Qiu's mother roared: "Can you stop being angry, isn't the son-in-law coming to apologize? It's okay to give the gift money after marriage."

Mu Yijing frowned. These three sentences were inseparable from the gift money.

Don't they care about Qiu Xiaoman's current situation?

Mu Yijing asked curiously: "Mom, my brother-in-law bought your old house before, and he also had a lot of money, right? Are you short of money now?"

Mother Qiu's eyes widened, her expression was extremely sincere: "No, of course I don't."

"Isn't this just buying this house for her younger brother? Once she has a house, she still wants to buy a car. Xiaoman's younger brother doesn't want a car worth 10,000+. He insists on buying a car worth more than 60 yuan. That's not enough money. Just pay in installments."

The more Mu Yijing heard it, the more serious his face became.

Qiu's mother asked in a low voice with a smile on her face, "Yijing, do you want to give a gift money for your visit this time?"